Biohazard Empire II

The black-gray concrete fence is four or five meters high and two meters wide. The surface of the wall is covered with dark brown air-dried blood, exuding a rancid smell. At the top of the fence are rows of sharp iron rods, straight into the sky. Each of these iron rods is more than three meters long, and the height of the wall is raised to a height of seven or eight meters.

At the same time, behind the rows of sharp iron rods, there are some black hole muzzles, straight into the dark wasteland, ready to spray angry tongues of fire at the invaders.

On the wall above the gate made of steel, there is a heavy machine gun full of power and texture. The gun is covered with yellow bullets, which makes people feel safe at first glance.

On the lower half of the wall, a slender and sharp iron thorn sticks out every one meter, making the entire base look like a huge hedgehog. At the same time, on these iron thorns, there were pieces of rotten flesh hanging from time to time, exuding the smell that only zombies can have.

This base has only one gate, and outside the gate, there are a few headshots of zombies piled up, I don't know what it is for. However, the bodies of these zombies were full of insects, and they looked extremely disgusting.

Seeing the arrival of the truck where Richemont was located, dozens of people appeared on the wall that originally seemed to be empty, with guns and crossbows in their hands and aimed at the truck below. These people are wearing black clothes with water, with a look of alertness.

"Open the door, we belong to the blood hand group!" A man in the cab leaned out half of his body, waved to the people on the wall and shouted, and pulled out a tattered chess piece with a **** handprint painted on it. .

Hearing this and seeing the broken flag again, a man on the wall who looked like a leader immediately laughed and said, "Fuck, this kid Gao Xiong has sent it again this time, what good stuff have you got? Priori Now, don’t forget that our **** will draw 20% of the goods."

"Open the door, inspect the car!" The head of the guard waved his hand, and several people immediately turned the winch on it, and the steel gate slowly rose, revealing enough space for a truck to pass.

The green vest reluctantly said to Richemont, "This big...sir, the rules of our sand dust base, go out to fish, and get 20% of the harvest must be handed over to the base guard, that is, the city lord's subordinates."

"City Lord?" Hearing these two words, Richemont raised his eyebrows involuntarily. Such a "base" built on the basis of a small town, even embarrassed to call itself a city?

"Yeah, my lord, it's no better than before. I'm not afraid of your jokes. Our Sand Dust Base, but the big city around here is known as Sand Dust City..." The green vest also blushed, "This Sand Dust Base" The lord of the city used to be another person, now Chai Yunzhou. This surnamed Chai used to be a murderer. After the outbreak of the Resident Evil, he ran out of the prison and pulled a group of people to kill the original boss and occupy this place."

"Simply talk about this person's situation." Richemont waved his hand and said. At this time, the truck had slowly driven into the doorway of the city gate.

"This person is cruel and cruel. There are a total of more than 120 people under him. I don't know where they got a batch of guns. They are very powerful. Whoever wants to enter this sand and dust base to seek refuge must pay tribute to him, but other He doesn't care too much, so the dust base is still relatively free..." When the green vest heard Richemont ask him about the situation, he was immediately overjoyed. He knew that his fortune was saved.

"How many people are there in the sand base?" Richemont asked.

"One to two thousand people. Because Chai Yunzhou came up with the idea of ​​smearing the city wall with the flesh and blood of zombies, so it covered the smell of the city. Few zombies came to attack the city. Last time there were more than fifty mutant beasts, all of them were Killed, I was also involved at the time. Tsk tsk, those guys are really amazing, more than fifty heads, fortunately they all killed in the end..." At this point, the green vest could not help but straighten his chest, as if very proud, obviously , Being able to defeat more than fifty mutant beasts is already particularly powerful for him.

Richeng smiled slightly. He was not even afraid of millions of zombies in Steel City and tens of thousands of mutant zerg. These fifty mutant beasts were just a joke in his eyes. However, this is also reflected from one aspect. The mutant beasts seem to have not made any major moves recently, or the main force of the mutant beasts are attacking the large fortresses of humans.

Communication is cut off. Although the advantages outweigh the disadvantages for myself, it is indeed inconvenient.

As I was thinking, there was a sound of knocking on the rear door, and then I heard a "squeak". The rear door of the car had been opened. Four or five black-clad guards holding firearms outside were looking inside.

Seeing the corpse with the cockscomb head broken in two in the carriage, these people couldn't help frowning in surprise, and then seeing the hands of the green vest and others, as well as Richemont who was so busy, they were even more surprised.

"Old Gao, what's the matter with you?" The little leader of the guard in front frowned and asked to the green vest. The green vest is the tall bear among these populations.

The little leader of the guard immediately saw what was wrong. The hands of Gao Xiong and others were all bloody, while his capable man was a corpse on the spot, and a young man with clean brows and blood-stained faces, then Sitting on the main seat, he looked at Gao Xiong with a smile. The little boss winked at Kaohsiung immediately, suggesting whether he needed help.

Seeing this person's look, Gao Xiong's heart jumped out of shock. At this time, he only hopes to be able to calm down and save his life. He doesn't believe that the guards present can subdue the boy in front of him! You are not afraid of bullets, how do you fight others?

Seeing Richemont’s smile, Gao Xiong immediately sweated profusely and yelled: “Old grandson, what the **** are you doing so much? When is it your turn to take care of Lao Tzu’s meddling, quickly estimate the goods. Take your part and leave."

The old grandson immediately showed a weird gaze, looked at the goods in the car, and was about to speak, when Richemont suddenly said: "This eldest brother, I will be the new leader of the Blood Hand regiment from now on, so please take care of me."

Gao Xiong immediately smiled flatly and nodded to Lao Sun repeatedly, indicating that Richemont was telling the truth.

The guard leader, Lao Sun, immediately understood what had happened. It was obvious that Gao Xiong and the others ate it and were subdued. But this kind of thing happens from time to time, and their guards only need to draw money, no matter what else.

He nodded immediately and said: "Four vegetable people, a batch of metal, a batch of utensils, just leave one vegetable person."

Although several prisoners had been released by Richemont, they were shrinking in the corner because of panic, so the old grandson knew at a glance that they were originally prisoners.

Richemont sighed slightly and shook his head, not very satisfied with the performance of these people. He grabbed one of Gao Xiong's subordinates casually and said, "Just leave him." Then he threw him out of the car in the horrified eyes of this man.

"Drive." Richemont waved his hand, and the driver in the cab immediately started the car and left the city gate and walked inside.

"Boss, don't do it, boss, save me! Gao Xiong, you bastard! You can't die--" The man who was thrown down looked terrified, and then he was caught and taken away by the guards. He dared to scold Richemont, only to swear at Gao Xiong.

Gao Xiong gave a sulky sip, and said, "Fuck, this kid dares to scold me, I really don't know..."

"Go to the market." Richemont opened his mouth and interrupted Gao Xiong.

"Yes, my lord." Gao Xiong immediately changed his face to a charming smile, and ordered the driver to drive the truck to the market.

This sand and dust base could not be regarded as a small town in the first place. It should be said that it is a small village with only more than two hundred families. Now, there are more than 1,000 refugees living in it, which seems to be much crowded.

Both sides of the road are all temporary huts and tents built with various materials. Plastic, wood, metal plate everything. And those who live there are all in ragged clothes and delicious dishes. It's just that in their hands, they all hold weapons such as knives, guns or clubs, and they look like they are ready to work hard at any time. In everyone's eyes, there is a deep guard and hostility!

When he came here, Richemont thought he had come to a primitive tribe!

At the same time, he also found that those who have guns, no matter what kind of guns, are obviously higher in status and bolder. And those who are physically strong, obviously live better.

On the side of the road, from time to time, several naked women can be seen, desperately tempting men with powerful weapons in their hands. At the same time, there are some fierce women who are fighting with men because they want to **** them.

A man holding a piece of bread in his hand is actually having a relationship with two women on the street! The man took a gun in one hand and bread in the other, tearing off a small piece from time to time and throwing it on the ground, which immediately caused a frenzy between the two women, and then used his naked body to please the man desperately.

After passing a small courtyard, Richemont clearly saw seven or eight people sitting in front of a steaming cauldron, with a look of excitement, constantly eating meat from it. And in the middle of this soup pot, there is actually a cooked head! Those chopsticks kept rising and falling, tearing the flesh off the human head and stuffing it into the mouth.

"Ah—" a scream came from the corner of the street. A man's chest was pierced by a sharp steel bar. Behind him, there was a happy-faced person holding the other end of the steel bar. To his left and right, there were two other people grabbing his arm. Seeing that the raid was successful, the three of them immediately dragged the dead body and wanted to leave with joy. At this moment, only a few gunshots were heard, and the three people fell to the ground with blood blooming on their bodies. A team of guards dressed in black appeared and dragged away all four bodies.

Have you reached this point... Richemont frowned, looking at everything that happened before him, he couldn't believe his eyes. Is it because the sand and dust base itself is too chaotic, or is it that all human settlements are staged in front of them? The so-called guards will only take charge when someone kills, and they seem to be looking forward to the dead...

At this moment, the truck creaked and stopped at the end of a street. Compared with the outside, this street can be said to be full of people. There are almost four to five hundred people buying and selling inside.

On the iron shelves on the side of the road, there are human legs, arms, ribs, and heads hooked with iron hooks. There is also a stone platform, full of naked men and women who are tied up, who are being bought and sold at clear prices.

The market is here.